We have a spirit body housed, for now, in an earthly tabernacle of flesh.

When he says “for now” I think he has a special perspective on thetemporary nature of mortality as his earthly tabernacle is becoming worn out in service to the Lord.

Before I left, we had our family prayer. Our little boy said our prayer. After he had asked Heavenly Father to “bless Daddy in his travels and bless us all,” he then started an earnest plea. He said, “Heavenly Father, please bless Bossy cow so that she will get to be all right.”

In California, I told of the incident and said, “He must learn that we do not get everything we pray for just that easily.”

There was a lesson to be learned, but it was I who learned it, not my son. When I returned Sunday night, Bossy had “got to be all right.”

I wonder if that boy was Rand Packer.

Prayer is your personal key to heaven. The lock is on your side of the veil.